Starlight was cold, like Norin's face that sank for a moment.

Before, he could have acted as if nothing had happened, but as soon as this sentence came out, Norlin knew that today's matter could not be easily ended.

Even if this Walker Caro is just a child, it is necessary for him to teach his parents how to respect others.

Having said that, the elders who can say such things are probably not Muggle-friendly wizards.

But in any case, Norlin is willing to give him another chance, albeit a slim possibility.

"If you take that back and apologize, I can act as if nothing happened."

Norlin stood up slowly, his black eyes staring into Caro's eyes, and his tone did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Where had Carlo seen such a look, his body shook subconsciously, and he held his mouth and said stiffly: "How about I not take you back?" Mud ......"

"The world is spinning!"

Carlo didn't spit out the last syllable, and Norlin, who had lost his patience, had already taken out his wand, pointed at Caro, and said coldly.

Carlo's complexion changed dramatically. His body swirled uncontrollably and floated upward, his robe making a screeching sound in the air.

It didn't take long for him to feel a bout of lightheadedness and an extremely strong desire to vomit.

What made him even more devastating was that he was flying towards the edge of the Astronomical Tower, and a little farther away, it was the icy ground.

He wanted to kill me!

The thought of this made Carlo feel incredulous and terrified, and he turned pale as paper with fright, and screamed:

"Help! Let go of me—"

The screams pierced the still-quiet night sky. Norin: They were in a relatively remote position, so few people saw the conflict on this side just now. And this scream attracted everyone's attention.

They were still a little confused when they saw Carlo floating in the air, only Professor Sinista was the first to react, her little face turned pale, and she shouted urgently:

"Davis! What are you doing? Put him down! ”

"Apologize."

Norin was unmoved, still staring coldly at Carlo in mid-air.

"You ......"

Before Carlo could finish his sentence, Norlin flicked his wand. His body spun like a spinning top, and his buoyancy gradually became lighter.

A strong sense of weightlessness flooded into Carlo's brain, and he could no longer hold it on, crying and shouting:

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault - quick, put me down, woo......"

Norin snorted, and then the wand touched him a little, causing him to fall to the top of the Astronomy Tower.

The young wizards quickly surrounded him, and Professor Sinista crouched down beside Carlo, constantly checking his strength, and was relieved to make sure that there was only a slight fall.

She stood up, turned around, furious as a bull, and asked:

"How can you hit your classmates so hard?"

"He's insulting first, Professor."

Norlin put away his wand and said without humility or arrogance.

"That's not why you almost killed him!" Professor Sinista said angrily, "Come with me to your dean!" No, see the headmaster! ”

Norlin shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more.

Professor Sinista hurried downstairs with Carlo, and Norlin followed slowly.

"I've never seen you so atmospheric." Elena said, "Although what that guy said was really too much. ”

"You think so too?"

Norlin gave her a surprised look.

"Don't think of purebloods as good as him." Elena rolled her eyes, "While most purebloods don't look down on Muggle-born wizards, there are some differences. ”

Norin nodded and said, "You don't have to follow, I'll just go by myself." ”

"Then be careful." Elena's tone was slightly worried, after all, it was no small matter.

Norlin smiled and hurried to follow Professor Sinista.

By the time Professor Sinista had taken Carlo to the university hospital, Professor Flitwick, who had received the news, was already waiting at the door of the rector's office.

Professor Flitwick was wearing pajamas and his glasses were skewed, apparently awakened from his sleep.

When Norin and the others arrived, a dark figure also walked out of the corner of the corridor.

Professor Snape, still wearing the big black robe, but his hair was more messy and greasy, walked over, glanced at Norlin coldly, and without further ado, walked up to the huge stone statue at the door of the rector's office, and said:

"Chocolate Frog."

The stone statue silently moved away, revealing a spiral passage behind it.

Professor Snape strode in without saying a word, and Professor Flitwick gave Norlin a reassuring look, and followed.

By the time Norlin entered the fabled Headmaster's office, Dumbledore had already changed his clothes and sat quietly in a comfortable soft chair.

Norlin looked at the office curiously. The smooth walls are hung with portraits of past headmasters, some pointing and whispering to Nolin, others with their eyes closed and silent.

There are two small staircases in the room, and there is a shelf on the handrail on which a bird animal perches and cleans its feathers. Not far from the right hand side of the door is a basin on the table.

The warm light shone brightly, and Dumbledore sat behind a slightly ornate desk, quietly watching the crowd walk in.

"So, who can tell me what happened?"

When everyone comes in, the office door closes automatically. Dumbledore's sharp blue eyes swept over them through his half-moon glasses and asked.

Professor Snape and Professor Flitwick looked at each other, but neither spoke. Or did Professor Sinista break the silence with his mouth:

"That's right, Mr. Headmaster. Mr. Davis used a spell in my class that nearly killed Walker Caro, and I think that's a very bad thing. ”

"Really?"

Dumbledore looked at Norlin with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Norin's scalp tingled, and he didn't know if the most powerful dementor master ever had used the spell on him. But Norlin was just a student, so Dumbledore probably wouldn't be.

"There's a reason for it, sir." Nolin threw those worries out of his mind, "Carlo's words are just as bad. ”

"If you were a student at my academy, you would have been expelled." Professor Snape said grimly. If everyone in the academy bullied him but didn't do anything, this dean would be too much of a failure.

Professor Flitwick thought the same way, and he hurriedly spoke out:

"You can't say that, both sides are at fault, and nothing happened."

"It's too late until something happens."

Professor Snape said unhappily, but Norlin said coldly:

"Professor, do you know what Walker Caro is calling me?"

"Scolding can't cover you up for anything—"

"Mudbloods."

Snape's voice stopped abruptly. His pupils shrank very visibly, and his face was as cold as ice.

Norlin wondered if he was thinking about going to the school hospital and slapping the little snake cub to death first.